Chapter 218 - Different From What I Thought (1/2)

Translator: Lonelytree  Editor: Millman97

“So simple?” Han Qiuming and the few workers from Tian Teng Medical School were in disbelief. The tape recorder was quite huge, and it should not have been too hard to find.

“Boss Chen, you’re not kidding, right?” Ye Xiaoxin pulled out her notes. She had reviewed many Haunted Houses, and this was the first time she had come across such an interesting challenge.

“The tape recorder is from Tian Teng Medical School anyway, so I shall make use of this chance to return it to you.” Chen Ge locked the forms inside the cupboard. He had a feeling that he might need them soon.

“You’ve given up so early?” Han Qiuming seemed to be rather disappointed.

“This way please.” Chen Ge ignored him and led the group to the entrance of Night of the Living Dead.

“These props are from the beginning of the century, and it looks like they haven’t been maintained in the past month. The mannequins look like they were made by a child’s hand, and the props are allowed to stack over themselves in a giant mess. There’s no semblance of a plot. You want us to experience this kind of scenario? Are you trying to humiliate us?” Han Qiuming said wickedly. But at least the man was talented; he managed to pinpoint the issue with Night of the Living Dead with one glance.

Even Ye Xiaoxin and Su Luoluo felt the scenario was quite underwhelming. Listing the weaknesses of the scenario, Han Qiuming made to enter the scenario, but he was stopped by the proprietor, Guo Miao.

“Ol’ Gao, why are you stopping me?” The man shook his head. His heart was racing, and he had a bad feeling. “The atmosphere inside this place is very weird.”

“What is so weird about it?”

“I can’t really tell, but it is different from a normal room.” Gao Miao sucked in a cold breath. “When I went to inspect the hospital where Xu Zhenzhen had her incident, this was the feeling that I felt. My heart was all flustered even though it was broad daylight, and I ran out after a five-minute tour.”

“Don’t scare yourself for no reason.” Han Qiuming flung the man’s arm away and walked into Night of the Living Dead.

“I abandoned this scenario quite some time ago. Due to certain reasons, I had not had the time to remove it.” Chen Ge looked at Han Qiuming, and he was reminded of Fei Youliang. He had a feeling that Fei Youliang would not be so alone at the hospital after Mr. Han finished his tour.

Pulling up the wooden board, a draft of cold air surged forward. Chen Ge’s gaze scanned the group of visitors and pointed down the darkened stairs. “The Third Sick Hall you’re visiting is down there.”

“Underground?”

The group of visitors crowded around the entrance. Looking at the staircase that seemed to lead into endless darkness, a curious feeling formed in their hearts. Unfinished test papers settled on the charred steps, and a faded stench filled the air. It was not obvious, but it was enough to implant some horrible ideas in the visitors’ minds.

“The left side leads to Mu Yang High School, and the right side leads to Third Sick Hall. The two scenarios are connected, so make sure you go in the right direction.” Chen Ge gave a few final warnings. “The two scenarios are incredibly big, so I advise you all stick together.”

After explaining everything, Chen Ge took out his phone. “Find the recorder in twenty minutes and bring it out. The game will be over.”

The group of visitors did not move. It was unknown who pushed Han Qiuming from the back, but he staggered forward.

“You don’t have the time to waste.” With Chen Ge’s urging, the visitors took the stairs down into the basement. When the last of them disappeared into the darkness, Chen Ge picked up the wooden boards and waved at them. “Have fun.”

After closing the boards, Chen Ge went back to the main control room, but he faced a difficulty when choosing the background music. He rarely used Wedding Dress and Black Friday for his normal visitors. At most, he mixed them in between normal music as a hidden surprise of sort.

“Han Qiuming is a Haunted House designer. He managed to pinpoint the various weaknesses with Night of the Living Dead with just one glance, so he is more than just a mouth. The workers from Tian Teng Medical School are used to the atmosphere inside the Haunted House, so normal scares won’t work on them. Ye Xiaoxin is a professional Haunted House reviewer, so she naturally has a strong heart. Only Su Luoluo is the innocent victim who has been dragged into the mud by the proprietor.”

Since the visitors were all professionals, being too nice would be a sign of disrespect. His hand on the mouse, Chen Ge teetered between the two music tracks. “Which is more suitable? Oh well, only a child will pick one. Since we’re all adults, there’s no need to hesitate.”